sábado, 26 de febrero de 2011

It's been a pretty lonely couple of years.

 Joel sits across from Naomi.
 NAOMI: (oddly cautious) So... you haven't been involved with anyone in all this time?
It's been a pretty lonely couple of years.
 NAOMI: I'm sorry.
Well, it was my fault -- the break-up. I'm sorry.
 NAOMI: Oh, sweetie. It really does cut both ways.  
We were taking each other for granted and --
 JOEL: I miss you.
 NAOMI: Miss you, too. (awkward pause) I have been seeing someone for a little while.
 JOEL: (trying for enthusiasm) Oh!  Great. That's great!
 NAOMI: A religion instructor at Columbia. A good guy. He's a good guy.
 JOEL: I'm sorry. I really shouldn't have --
 NAOMI: I'm glad you called.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2003) by Charlie Kaufman

Bullshit. Who is it? You met someone.

 Joel walks with Naomi.
 NAOMI: So what's going on, Joel?
 JOEL: I don't know, I've just been thinking, maybe we're not happy with each other. 
NAOMI: What?
 JOEL: Y'know, we've been, I don't know, sort of, unhappy with each other and --
 NAOMI: Don't say "we" when you mean "you."
 JOEL: I think maybe, we're both so used to operating at this level that -- How can one person be unhappy? If one person is unhappy, both have to be... by definition.
 NAOMI: Bullshit. Who is it? You met someone.
 JOEL: No.  I just need some space, maybe.
 NAOMI: The thing is, Joel, whatever it is you think you have with this chick, once the thrill wears off, you're just going to be Joel with the same fucking problems.
 JOEL: It's not somebody else.
 VOICE-OVER: I hate myself. 
Naomi walks off. Joel watches her. The scene fades.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2003) by Charlie Kaufman

This is it. The night we met. My God, it's over.

 Joel is at his closet, putting on a sweater. Naomi is at the dining room table, papers spread out before her, writing. Joel turns and watches her for a moment.
 JOEL: So you don't mind?
 NAOMI: I've got to finish this chapter anyway.
 The scene is fading.
 JOEL: Okay.  I wish you could come.
 VOICE-OVER: This is it. The night we met. My God, it's over.
 NAOMI: Me, too.
He approaches Naomi, kisses her on the top of the head. She continues to write.
 NAOMI: Say hi to Rob and Carrie.  Have some fun!
 JOEL: I hope you get your work done.
 NAOMI: (sighing) Yeah.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2003) by Charlie Kaufman

This was our first time ♥

Joel and Clementine are in the midst of awkward shy sex.
JOEL: This was our first time.
The scene starts to fade. Joel watches Clementine disappear.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2003) by Charlie Kaufman

The only true love is unrequited love.

Signora Malena, a more capable person than me... wrote that the only true love is unrequited love. Now I understand why. It's been so long since you last came out of your house. But the longer we are apart, the stronger my love becomes.

Malena (2000) by Giuseppe Tornatore

The one who never asked...

I pedaled as fast as I could... as if I were escaping from longing, from innocence, from her. Time has passed, and I have loved many women. And as they've held me close... and asked if I will remember them I've said, "Yes, I will remember you." But the only one I've never forgotten is the one who never asked... Malena.

Malena (2000) by Giuseppe Tornatore

Just give me time to grow up.

From now on, I'll be at your side. Forever, I promise. Just give me time to grow up.

Malena (2000) by Giuseppe Tornatore

Eat, Pray, Love (2010) by Elizabeth Gilbert/Ryan Murphy

I have a history of making decisions very quickly about men. I have always fallen in love fast and without measuring risks. I have a tendency not only to see the best in everyone, but to assume that everyone is emotionally capable of reaching his highest potential. I have fallen in love more times than I care to count with the highest potential of a man, rather than with the man himself, and I have hung on to the relationship for a long time (sometimes far too long) waiting for the man to ascend to his own greatness. Many times in romance I have been a victim of my own optimism.

Stop wearing your wishbone where your backbone ought to be.

This is a good sign, having a broken heart. It means we have tried for something.

I’m here. I love you. I don’t care if you need to stay up crying all night long, I will stay with you. There’s nothing you can ever do to lose my love. I will protect you until you die, and after your death I will still protect you. I am stronger than Depression and I am braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me.

Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for it, insist upon it, and sometimes even travel around the world looking for it. You have to participate relentlessly in the manifestations of your own blessings. And once you have achieved a state of happiness, you must never become lax about maintaining it. You must make a mighty effort to keep swimming upward into that happiness forever, to stay afloat on top of it.

To lose balance sometimes for love is part of living a balanced life.

It’s better to live your own life imperfectly than to imitate someone else's perfectly.

L'amor che move il sole e l'altre stelle.

Your emotions are the slaves to your thoughts, and you are the slave to your emotions.

There’s a crack (or cracks) in everyone…that’s how the light of God gets in.

I think I deserve something beautiful.

In desperate love, we always invent the characters of our partners, demanding they be what we need of them, and then feeling devastated when they refuse to perform the role we created in the first place.

There is so much about my fate that I cannot control, but other things do fall under the jurisdiction. I can decide how I spend my time, whom I interact with, whom I share my body and life and money and energy with. I can select what I can read and eat and study. I can choose how I'm going to regard unfortunate circumstances in my life-whether I will see them as curses or opportunities. I can choose my words and the tone of voice in which I speak to others. And most of all, I can choose my thoughts.

Never forget that once upon a time, in an unguarded moment, you recognized yourself as a friend.

Having a baby is like getting a tattoo on your face. You really need to be certain it's what you want before you commit.

Operation Self-Esteem--Day Fucking One.

The only thing more unthinkable than leaving was staying; the only thing more impossible than staying was leaving.

One thing I do know about intimacy is that there are certain natural laws which govern the sexual experience of two people, and that these laws cannot be budged any more than gravity can be negotiated with. To feel physically comfortable with someone else's body is not a decision you can make. It has very little to do with how two people think or act or talk or even look. The mysterious magnet is either there, buried somewhere deep behind the sternum, or it is not. When it isn't there (as I have learned in the past, with heartbreaking clarity) you can no more force it to exist than a surgeon can force a patient's body to accept a kidney from the wrong donor. My friend Annie says it all comes down to one simple question: "Do you want your belly pressed against this person's belly forever --or not?

I want God to play in my bloodstream the way sunlight amuses itself on the water.

If I love you, I will carry for you all your pain, I will assume for you all your debts (in every definition of the word), I will protect you from your own insecurity, I will protect upon you all sorts of good qualities that you have never actually cultivated in yourself and I will buy Christmas presents for your entire family. I will give you the sun and the rain, and if they are not available, I will give you a sun check and a rain check. I will give you all this and more, until I get so exhausted and depleted that the only way I can recover my energy is by becoming infatuated with someone else.

You need to learn how to select your thoughts just the same way you select your clothes every day. This is a power you can cultivate. If you want to control things in your life so bad, work on the mind. That's the only thing you should be trying to control.

Look for God. Look for God like a man with his head on fire looks for water.

We search for happiness everywhere, but we are like Tolstoy's fabled beggar who spent his life sitting on a pot of gold, under him the whole time. Your treasure--your perfection--is within you already. But to claim it, you must leave the buy commotion of the mind and abandon the desires of the ego and enter into the silence of the heart.

You were given life; it is your duty (and also your entitlement as a human being) to find something beautiful within life, no matter how slight.

Eventually, everything goes away.

Do not apologize for crying. Without this emotion, we are only robots.

Dear me, how I love a library.

As smoking is to the lungs, so is resentment to the soul; even one puff is bad for you.

When you're lost in those woods, it sometimes takes you a while to realize that you are lost. For the longest time, you can convince yourself that you've just wandered off the path, that you'll find your way back to the trailhead any moment now. Then night falls again and again, and you still have no idea where you are, and its time to admit that you have bewildered yourself so far off the path that you dont even know from which direction the sun rises anymore.

Someday you're gonna look back on this moment of your life as such a sweet time of grieving. You'll see that you were in mourning and your heart was broken, but your life was changing...

I was full of a hot, powerful sadness and would have loved to burst into the comfort of tears, but tried hard not to, remembering something my Guru once said -- that you should never give yourself a chance to fall apart because, when you do, it becomes a tendency and it happens over and over again. You must practice staying strong, instead.

Eat, Pray, Love (2010) by Ryan Murphy

miércoles, 23 de febrero de 2011

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The Elephant Man Trailer

I am not an animal! I am a human being! I...am...a man!

The Elephant Man (1980) David Lynch

You meet that one person and your life is changed.

Sometimes the things you want the most don't happen and what you least expect happens. I don't know - you meet thousands of people and none of them really touch you. And then you meet that one person and your life is changed.

Love and Other Drugs (2010) by Edgard Zwick

All I want is the exact same thing.

Maggie: What's your game?
Jamie: My game?
Maggie: Oh I'm sorry. Right. This is the part where we talk about where we come from and what we majored in college.
Jamie: You have beautiful eyes.
Maggie: That's it? That's the best you got?
Jamie: I'm serious. They're beautiful.
Maggie: Let's go.
Jamie: Excuse me?
Maggie: You want to close right? You want to get laid?
Jamie: Now?
Maggie: Oh right, right, right. I'm supposed to act like I don't know if it's right. So then you tell me that there is no right or wrong. It's just the moment. And then I tell you that I can't while actually signalling to you that I can, which you don't need because you're not really listening. Because this isn't about connection for you. This isn't even about sex for you. This is about finding an hour or two of relief from the pain of being you. And that's fine with me, see, because all I want is the exact same thing.

Love and Other Drugs (2010) by Edgard Zwick

martes, 22 de febrero de 2011

Everybody's gotta learn sometime!

I need your lovin' l
ike the sunshine

Everybody's gotta learn sometime
Everybody's gotta learn sometime

Change your heart
Look around you
Change your heart
Will astound you
I need your lovin'
Like the sunshine

Everybody's gotta learn sometime

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004) by Michel Gondry

Joel: Okay. Clem: Okay.

Joel: Wait.
Clem: What?
Joel: I don't know. Just wait. Just wait.
What do you want, Joel?
Joel: I don't know. I want you to wait for... just a while.

Clem: Okay.
Joel: Really?
Clem: I'm not a concept, Joel. I'm just a fucked-up girl who's looking for my own peace of mind.
I'm not perfect.
I can't see anything that I don't like about you.
Clem: But you will.
Joel: Right now I can't.
But you will. You know, you will think of things, and I'll get bored with you and feel trapped because that's what happens with me.
Joel: Okay.
Clem: Okay.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004) by Michel Gondry

What a loss to spend that much time with someone, only to find out that she's a stranger.

"Really very educated. I mean, she's smart, I think, but not educated. I couldn't really talk to her about books, you know? She's more of a magazine-reading girl. Her vocabulary leaves something to be desired. Sometimes-- I was embarrassed in public... "
Clem: Hi.
"...because she would pronounce... library: 'libary'."
Joel: Hi. Look what I found.

"I think if there's a truly seductive quality about Clementine, it's that her personality promises to take you out of the mundane."
Clem: You made me look skinny.
"Amazing, burning meteorite... will carry you to another world where things are exciting. But what you quickly learn is that... it's really an elaborate ruse."
Joel: I'm sorry I yelled at you.
Clem: It's okay.
"So flashy in a kind of obvious way. But still, it seduces you."
Clem: Joel, I really like you. I hate that I said mean things about you.
Joel: Let me turn this off, okay?
Clem: Hey, it's--it's only fair.

"Where's the real Clementine? I mean, the whole thing with the hair-- it's all bullshit."
Joel: I really like your hair.
Clem: Thank you.
Joel: I do. You want a drink or something?
Clem: Do you have any whiskey?
"No, I don't think her sex is... motivated
. I saw it clearly the last night we were together. It wasn't sex. It was just sad."
Joel: Hey. Sorry. I thought there was more.

"The only way Clem thinks she can get people to like her... is to fuck 'em... or at least dangle the possibility of getting fucked in front of'em. And she's so desperate and insecure that she'll, sooner or later, go around fucking everybody."
Clem: I don't do that.
Joel: I wouldn't think that about you.
Clem: Because I don't.
Joel: I know.
Clem: Because it really hurts me that you said that because I don't do that.
Joel: I'm so sorry. I'm sorry about all this.
I'm little confused. I don't really think I can be here. Um... bye.
Joel: Bye.
"I thought I really knew her"
Clem: It was nice meeting you and all.
"But I don't know her. What a loss to spend that much time with someone, only to find out that she's a stranger."

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004) by Michel Gondry

Hey, Clementine!

Clem: Joel Barish.
Frank: Hey, Clementine.
Clem: Hey.
Frank: Nice to see you.
Clem: Yeah

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004) by Michel Gondry